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Chapter 7 by Crayman Crayman

What do you do?

Go to sleep.

The next few days were uneventful. You worked late, got home late, and went to sleep. Jessica would be out late too, but you doubted it was because of work. For some reason you felt very lenient and didn't mind too much about your wife's sudden behavioral change. Your family were coming in only a couple of days, so you began preparing for their arrival by buying extra food and washing clean sheets for them to use. You frowned to yourself when you remembered that you only had 1 spare bed and a lounge.

You brought this up with Jessica, who just shrugged and said you'd work something out. That same Thursday night, Jessica told you to text Matt and arrange for a performance for your family. She went to bed straight afterwards.

You took out your phone and sent Matt a text.

Hi Matt. My family are visiting on Saturday, and Jessica said that it would be a great idea for you to give a private performance. I understand if you will be busy.

You began washing the dishes, and didn't have to wait too long before you got a reply.

Hey Steve. No worries, man! I don't have anything planned for Saturday... Lol. So how's things with Jessica? Any changes?...

You frowned as you read his reply. It made you feel funny, but you weren't sure why. You sent a reply, but you weren't exactly certain of what you wrote.

Yes, there have been changes. I'm confused. I will see you Saturday.

You finished washing the dishes and took a shower. As you headed to the bedroom, you saw that you had another text. It was from Matt.

Hah, who'd have known she'd go through with it. Alright, Steve... I'm willing to make that same offer last time I was there.

You reread the text a few times. You didn't really understand, but you knew that it was important. You hesitated to text back, but slowly wrote back a reply...

What do you text?

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